The Oracle

My husband, THE ORACLE OF WISDOM has been speaking to me in Magic 8-Ball language lately.

Me-"Would you like orange juice or milk with your breakfast?"

Him-"Reply Hazy, Ask Again."

Me-"Shall we watch the Cash Cab that I recorded earlier?"

Him-"Signs Point to Yes."

Me-"Are you coming to bed soon?"

Him-"Outlook Good!"

Urgh.

Watching Cash Cab is our latest passion when we aren't falling down tired. The show originates from New York; the driver-Ben Bailey will pick up people in the cab and quiz them on general trivia questions to win money on the way to their destinations. The hubby wants to drag me to New York just so he can get on the Cash Cab.

Hubby has been working on the pad site for the new building. Organizing his current shop takes up so much time. We also had to replace the glass in our fireplace last night as it had lots of cracks in it after 8 years; and he graciously fixed my stationary exercise bike. I am busily making more jewelry, cleaning house, and finishing the yard clean up outside.

Even when trying to rest on Sunday, some rude people pulled all the way into our driveway with their travel trailer, made a big U-turn, then proceeded to change their trailer tire. The driveway alarm was ringing, and hubby went down to investigate. He yelled at them to get off the property (this was even after the man said that he "saw" the signs-No Trespassing/Trespassers will be SHOT!). Some people can be so rude and insensitive. WHY our driveway? Didn't they have the sense to take it down to the gas station, or why not pull off the highway-onto a public road, or just pull off to the shoulder of the road? What's Next? A gate, driveway alarms & signs aren't enough...maybe an electrified cattle grid?

It rained the other night- Isabelle came to our bed, curled up next to me, and went back to sleep. My big scary looking dog is afraid of rainstorms, water, and gunshots.